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blackacre13 · 1 year

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I hope you like my prompt: Nine installs a new camera system in all of the loft but forgets about it until she decides to check it out finding way too much +18 content thanks to Lou and Debbie. Constance and Nine try to make of fun of them but Lou and Debbie are unfazed and Lou even asks for a nice edited video. Tammy is just tired.

“Where’s the last place you had it?”

“Dunno,” Constance shrugged.

“Like retrace your steps, man,” Nine sighed. “You shot me a text at 2. Where was that?”

“Like I said,” Constance frowned. “No clue. Mom and pops have anything good in the fridge?” She asked, heading over towards the kitchen as Nine rolled her eyes, not giving the younger girl’s question any air time. She whipped out her laptop, intent on quashing this issue before it even became one. Nine could retrace Con’s steps better than she could anyhow. While it was annoying that Nine herself had nixed the location tracker on purpose to cover their asses from law enforcement and bitter ex crew members of Lou and Deb, she still had surveillance set up in the loft. Typically to keep things out and certain info in, but for times like these, spying had its perks.

Constance’s head was buried deep in the fridge as Nine scrolled through footage from the day only to be interrupted by Constance cackling and declaring she actually texted Nine from her laptop and oh yeah—really had no idea when the last time she’d had her phone in her own hands.

Nine widened the search, expanding the dates, but sticking to public areas like the kitchen, and living room, and dining room and—uh oh.

There were Lou and Debbie, or rather there was Debbie, on the kitchen island with her head thrown back and who Nine presumed had to be Lou folded over the edge, only tight pants and chunky heel boots in view, the person’s upper half between the brunette’s thighs. Nine winced. She probably needed to give them a reminder about the system.

Nine kept scrolling, scanning for Constance on the couch or on the floor or maybe a long board on her phone, but paused, a bit panicked now catching Lou and Debbie on the couch, buck naked, Lou’s hands digging into Debbie’s ass as the brunette rode her without a care in the world. Now Constance was wondering if they weren’t doing this on purpose….

“Whatcha lookin at?” Constance asked, a dorito falling onto Nine’s shoulder as she slammed the laptop shut, just missing her own fingers. “Was that porn?”

“That—“ Nine cleared her throat. “Was Lou and Deb.”

“Hey, whatever your kink is. No shame. But maybe just search some rando lesbian porn instead of—“

“It’s the security cams, you dipshit.”

“Oh, and they didn’t—“

“Nope.”

“So then they—“

“Yep,” Nine sighed, her lips popping on the “p”. “We gotta tell ‘em. Let ‘em filter shit out. Then we can look for your cell.”

“Speaking of,” Constance grinned, the sound of Lou’s bike cutting across the gravel coming through. “What do we say? Like, surprise, we saw you two fuck on the couch?”

“Tammy’s gonna have a cow,” Nine groaned.

“You think they got any popcorn left for this?” Constance asked, bouncing back to the kitchen as Nine slid down the couch to the floor, letting her head flop against the coffee table as the front door opened.

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sapphicforsarahh · 4 months

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MORE LOU MILLEE SMUT PLSSSSS DOM LOU SUB YN PLSS

word count: 1.1K

warnings: smut, top!lou x bottom!reader, dom!lou x sub!reader, lou miller x fem!reader, fingering (r receiving), oral (r receiving), praise

synopsis: Lou gets her eye on someone new at the bar

It had been a slow Wednesday night at the bar, like it usually was. Lou tried to keep her boredom low by cleaning and drying glasses, organising bottles and cleaning the bar. "Hey Nine, get yourself off early, its quiet tonight," she shouts to her co-worker in the back. Nine walks through and hands her apron to Lou, and notices the door opening. "I'll just serve this customer then I'll sign out," Nine says to Lou before approaching the bar.

Lou looks up to see who just walked in and she sees you. "Let me get this one Nine," Lou smirks. Nine nods and says her goodbyes. You had piqued her interest. Your feminine style, long hair and pretty face. She watches you walk to the bar and sit on a stool. "What can I get for you honey?" Lou puts on her sweetest voice and looks at you. "What do you recommend?", you look up for the first time and see who's serving you. A tall blonde wearing a deep red suit and a tie loosely hung around her neck, multiple layers of jewellery and bangs that were cut just above her blue eyes.

"Well, it depends if you like sweet or bitter drinks. Or strong?", Lou tries to find the perfect drink for you. Her gaze was too strong, you had to look somewhere else, your eyes fell to her perfectly shown cleavage and you blushed. "You okay sweetheart?", Lou's voice pulled you out of the your thoughts and her finger lifted your chin up to make you look at her. "I- uh, I like strong," you fumble out.

Lou chuckles and walks away to make you a drink. You try to compose yourself and take your jacket off, due to the quick increase in temperature. "Do you like martinis?", Lou questions. "I've never had one," you confess. "Perfect. You're about to have the best martini you'll ever drink. I'll even make it dirty," she smirks, her Australian accent being more prevalent than ever.

She begins shaking the cocktail and you watch attentively at her. With a final shake, she starts pouring the drink into the chilled glass and pours the olive juice in. "Here you go," Lou hands the glass over and watches you take the first sip. Your eyes close and you swallow the drink. "It's good," you nod. "I'm glad you like it," she smiles. After another sip, you reach for your purse and start getting money out of it. "How much is it?" You pull $10 out, and go to hand it to her. "It's on me pretty girl," she pushes your hand away.

"Do all girls drink for free in here?", you joke before watching her again. "Just the pretty ones," Lou smiles and sits down opposite you. The blush on your face worsened, thankfully the bar was dimly lit and she wouldn't be able to see it. "So what brings you here?" Lou questions. "Well," you look down and notice her name tag 'Lou', "Lou, I'm wanting to expand my horizons, if you get my meaning." She smirks, her name had never sounded so good. "Never been to a lesbian bar before?". "No never," you nervously reply.

"What's your name sweetheart?" Lou purrs. "It's Y/N," you take another sip. "Well Y/N, what are you looking for? A woman to go out on a date with or a one night stand? Because tonight, its quite bare in here," she chuckles. "There is one woman who's caught my eye," you start hinting.

The two of you keep talking until Lou checks her watch, 9:43pm. Everyone else in the club had left by now, it was just the two of you left. Lou's hand had made it to your thigh and your hand rested on her shoulder. "What do you say we take this somewhere more private?" Lou suggests. "There's no one here," you smirk. "Look who's bold," Lou smirks before kissing you and picking you up and placing you on the table behind. Both of you become more desperate as time goes on, Lou pinning your hips to the table whilst you claw at her back. "Please," you plead, wanting her to hurry up. "Begging already? We've only just started darling," she chuckles at your desperation and moves her lips down to your neck. You moan at her dominant words and try to be patient and let her do what she wants to you.

Lou begins kneeling in front of you, wrapping her hands around your calves and kneading them slightly. "What is it that you want?", she teases, knowing exactly what you want. You writhe under her touch, and you groan, not wanting to confess what you want. "Stop, squirming. Tell me what you want," she commands and starts pulling down your skirt. "You, fuck me Lou!", you moan out. "Was that so hard?" she teases and pulls your tights down, staring at your underwear. Her fingers rub the wet patch and she quickly pulls them down. "Fuck baby, you're so wet. All this for me?" she breathed onto your thigh.

At this point, you couldn't speak, all you could focus on was this older woman between your legs. "Spread your legs," she ordered and looked up at you. She couldn't get enough of you. The sight of your eyes shut and brows furrowed had her desperate to please you. As you opened your legs, she saw for the first time truly how soaked you were. Lou couldn't wait any longer, her mouth immediately attacked you, her lips sloppily making out with your glistening pussy. The sounds you were making urged her to keep going.

"I'm going to cum," you breathlessly moaned. "Don't you dare cum until I tell you to," Lou takes her mouth off you and inserts two fingers instead. "Shit!" You groan out and shut your legs. Lou prise your legs open and keeps fingering you. "How close are you," she rasps. "S-so close," you moan. Her fingers keep moving inside you at an insane pace. "Do you want to cum?", she teases. "Yes! Lou, let me cum," you chant. "Beg me for it," she once again rasps out.

You groan at her stubbornness, "please, please let me cum for you Lou, I need to cum so bad". Her fingers still rapidly moving in and out of you. Her free hand kneads your thigh, whilst her lips are attached to your ear. "Cum, now," she demands into your ear.

Your legs shake and snap shut as you cum all over her fingers, her thrusting continuing. "That's it, you did so good," she praises before carefully removing her fingers and licking them clean.

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writeouswriter · 1 year

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Reading a fic that's so well written I wish I could close my eyes and just let the descriptions and atmosphere wash over me, but the dilemma with closing my eyes is, well, I then would not be able to continue reading this fic, now would I.

#fanfiction #fanfic #reading #i don't read longform fic very often but this one is so good wow i'm in awe and clicking next chapter next chapter #the movie it's for I'm not even a particular major fan of itself but I am a fan of the character and the ideas and oh my god #they perfect it to a tee in every way even better than the movie could and yet keep their characterization spot on in line with the og #it's amazing the way they balance the humour and banter with the suspense/tension and drama/horror #and their descriptions are gorgeous/pick out just the right details #their follow-up is more canonical to me as a sequel than the actual official sequel which is wrong in so many ways #and I am in love with their writing style so much my god #i'll say the fic if asked probably will honestly make a rec post for it when I'm done just because wow but here i'm just vague posting #i mean it's 10 yrs old and I've been reading fic for 8-9 yrs and it is truly one of the best I've read in all of that #from all my tags I mean you can labour a guess for the fandom or fic and if you were to guess it wow good job I'd be impressed #but anyway !!! love finding masterpieces I hope this person decided to become an author in those 10 yrs almost *sobs*#I'm gonna say the fic anyway whatever it's From Out the Ocean Risen by Bluestar god it's good (for p/acific r/im)

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oceanpanic · 10 months

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I posted 2 One-shots on Ao3!!!

I Wanna Cuddle (Lou Miller/reader)

L.O.L (Also Lou Miller/reader)

My account on there is @ Carol_Lesbian_8

#lou miller x reader #cate blanchett #lou miller #ocean's 8 #a03 fanfic #Ao3 #lesbian #ocean's eight #ocean's 8 fanfiction

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hotpinkboots · 5 months

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waitingfortheendtocome · 2 months

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PLEASE READ THIS AND REBLOG

I'm not sure if the word has spread here or anyone knows but I figured I'll post something and give a heads up in case someone doesn't know.

This goes out to ALL the fanfic writers I follow. Please reblog and spread the heads up and warning. If you post fanfics here, wattpad, fanfiction dot net, or AO3 please be aware that there has been a massive rise in random terrible people/users downloading/stealing fanfic writers fanfiction stories printing them out, binding them AND SELLING THEM illegally without the knowledge of the original author which as fanfic writers especially those of who writes and has been doing it for a long time and others even since even Quizilla know is illegal and is rule number one.

For those who need a reminder if this gets read by anyone pulling this stunt you are putting the writers at risk for your own profit. What you're doing is illegal. Rule number one: fanfic is free and you should NEVER profit off fanfiction. You are not the original author or creator of these works. And to the people actually buying them shame on you.

Please report any seller that you see whom is selling these fanfic binded books. They are selling them on Etzy and have also migrated to tiktok shop so if you use any of those Please be on the lookout and report them to have them removed.

I apologize for any grammatic error I'm on my phone and just wanted to get this out there before I forget is also very late.

I'm going to tag as many Fandoms fanfic writers as I think of but if anyone who sees this thinks of one please tag and reblog to spread the word.

TLDR: People are stealing fanfic stories off AO3, wattpad, fanfiction dot net so they can bind them and sell them illegally without the knowledge of the writers on etzy and tiktok shop or any other site they can think off but the ones I know they are using is those two. Selling fanfic is illegal and profiting off fanfics is illegal.

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penna-nomen · 7 months

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From the “Ask Away” Ask Game, I’m so curious about plot ideas you have brewing away that you haven’t yet written! What can you tell us?

Thanks for asking @edupunkn00b!

Last night I read through the Flufftober prompts, and my mind is swimming with ideas that don't have much plot :)

However, I try to post a bigger story around the end of each year, and this year the inspiration comes from Ocean's 8, a movie I absolutely loved. I've been wanting to write a women-driven heist story ever since I saw the movie. The fandom I have in mind for it (White Collar) centers on two men, but there are great women both in canon and in the AU I've built around it.

So far I've figured out the target of the heist and the roles I'll need. Still figuring out who will take which role, and I'm hoping to add in a twist like the Oceans movies and the Leverage franchise does.

They won't be robbing the Met Gala, but there will be gowns and jewels. My nickname for the story is Fashion Caper

#ask game #fanfic #white collar #caffrey conversation #oceans 8

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fckmilleerr · 10 months

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hey i just posted a rophne fanfic on ao3, if you read it i would really appreciate it because i'm new to that platform and it's kind of scary. Also the ocean's 8 fandom and the rophne shippers are incredibly dead. but there was nothing to lose by trying.

It sucks a bit, but I really wanted to post it.

#rophne #rose weil #daphne kluger #ocean’s 8 #ocean’s eight #saphic #wlw ship #anne hathaway #helena bonham carter #daphne x rose #daphne #kluger #rose #Weil #fanfic #Ao3

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saiditallbefore · 4 months

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11 Yuletide fic recs at my dreamwidth for Carmilla, Dark Matter, Dracula, Fear Street, Ice Princess, Ocean's 8, Poker Face, and Scholomance!

#the scholomance #poker face #fear street #fic recs #dark matter #oceans 8 #carmilla #dracula #fanfic

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edenblanchett · 6 months

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:) writing type

. fem exclusive no men = wlw

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lathalea · 2 years

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No Strings Attached

One of the entries for the Armitage Summer Splash event.

WEEK 1 - PROMPT 4

Trope: Betrayal Quote: “You’re the best thing that happened to me.”

Relationships: Claude Becker x OC Rating: T

You can find this fic on AO3.

No Strings Attached

She had sinfully long legs, the body of a haute couture model, a purple buzz cut, and Claude could barely keep his eyes off her. He had no idea why a girl like her would work as a security officer at a museum, but as long as she smiled at him whenever he visited The Met, life was good.

“Good morning, Mr Becker, back so soon?” she raised one of her pierced eyebrows.

“I had a feeling you might have been missing me, Maya,” he winked at her. This was one of his well-rehearsed signature moves that – along with the low timbre of his voice – had a very specific effect on women.

But Maya seemed immune to his charms. Once again.

“I had a feeling you might have been missing monsieur Monet and his water lily pond,” she retorted.

“You know me all too well,” he offered her one of his most charming smiles. “I may have a weakness for Monet… and beautiful flowers.”

“Oh well, then today is not your lucky day, I’m afraid,” Maya said, once again ignoring his veiled compliment. “The Bridge over a Pond of Water Lilies is undergoing conservation treatment and won’t be back for some time.”

Claude schooled his face into a neutral expression. Taking the painting straight from the museum wall seemed like an almost impossible feat. Gaining access to the Conservation Center however, might give him much better odds.

“What a shame,” he gave out a sigh, considering his options. “I guess I’ll spend my morning elsewhere. Have a great day ahead, Maya!”

With these words, he turned towards the exit.

“What happened to inviting me for a coffee before you go?” Her words made Claude stop in his tracks. Since he started working out the museum’s layout and its security systems several months ago, it became customary for him to try his luck with Maya. Every single time she said ‘no’.

Until now. He would not let a chance like this slip away.

“I know a great coffee place nearby, interested?” He tried his luck one more time and added innocently, “No strings attached!”

“My shift ends at two,” she simply said.

“I’ll be waiting,” he purred.

***

“It’s going to be fifty-fifty or the deal is off,” Maya blew out a cloud of cigarette smoke in Claude’s direction.

“Sixty-forty. That’s my final word. I have a client who is willing to pay a fortune for that Monet,” Claude retorted.

“Yeah, but I’m the one who is sleeping with the Chief of Security, not you. Without me, you will never get those codes,” she looked at him with a challenge in her eyes.

Claude swallowed. Maya was not only defiant, but also she knew what she wanted. Oh, boy.

“Have it your way. But if anything goes wrong, the deal is off,” he managed to say.

“And if I give you the security codes to the Conservation Center, I’ll get my fifty procent.”

“You will. We split up the money and never see each other again,” his own voice sounded perfectly smooth.

“No strings attached, huh?” Maya gave him a lopsided smile.

“Yup, no strings attached,” Claude nodded.

He knew she knew he was lying, but that did not bother him that much. He knew she was lying too.

What a woman.

***

“Got it!” Claude slid into the car as quickly as he could. “Drive!”

Holding the long, narrow case that contained the precious painting, he stole a glance at Maya. She was a natural behind the wheel. The colourful evening lights painted abstract shapes on her face, making him think of one of Paul Klee’s works. He even allowed himself to wonder what she would look at dawn in his bed, her smooth, tawny skin glowing with the first light of the day, like a canvas under the paintbrush of a master painter. That image was worthy of Vermeer himself.

“We did it!” She exclaimed, interrupting his daydreaming. “We’re going to be filthy rich!”

We. He cheered along with her.

“At this time tomorrow, we’ll have our money. And then, I’m inviting you for dinner. To celebrate. I’m quite a decent cook, you know.”

She eyed him and then spoke after a pause, “I just might take you up on this offer. But now – let’s put some miles between us and the museum.”

After two car changes they left the city behind, heading west. There was one more place they needed to visit before making the deal.

***

“How do you mean it’s fake, Yanni?!”

“Fake. F-A-K-E. A copy. A very good one, though. I’m sorry, Claude, my boy,” the older man looked at him from above his half-moon spectacles.

“You’ve got to be kidding me!” Maya leaned against the table where the priceless canvas was now displayed. “Are you saying it was all for nothing?”

“It has to be a mistake!” Claude protested.

“Take a good look at this place,” Yanni moved the magnifying glass towards him. “Bottom left corner. See? A water lily should be here, next to this leaf. But it’s not there. It is clear that whoever made it, did it on purpose.”

Claude felt sudden tightness in his chest. After staring at the painting for endless hours, he knew every inch of this canvas by heart. He did not even need to look at the image on Yanni’s computer screen that showed the real thing.

“Some bastard must have replaced the original painting with this one before you got there,” Maya groaned.

“But how? Why?” He whispered to himself, casting a glance at her.

Their eyes met. “There was another thief,” they said in unison.

***

“You’re the best thing that happened to me,” Maya’s luscious murmur reached him.

“Why thank you,” Claude grinned and pressed his lips to her naked shoulder. She lay beside him among the Egyptian cotton sheets of his bed, looking even more stunning than he imagined. The first rays of sun brought out the glow of her skin in a way that could not be captured by any painter, he decided.

“I wasn’t talking to you, Claude,” she hummed, her eyes set somewhere above him.

“Oh?” He frowned. She seemed quite satisfied with him just a few moments ago.

“I was talking to monsieur Monet here,” she tilted her head towards the painting that hung on the wall. It depicted a bridge that arched over a green lily pond.

“This copy? How can it be the best thing? It’s worthless!” he protested.

“Not really. It earned me a nice dinner.”

“What about the night that came afterwards?” Claud murmured into her ear.

“Well… it had its moments,” she admitted reluctantly.

“Only moments? Let me fix it, then,” his hand trailed down the smooth plain of her belly.

She gave out a non-committal hum. What a tease.

“But first,” Claude lowered his voice to a barely audible rumble, “Let me tell you about the probable location of the Portrait of a Young Man. Do you have any idea how much this painting is going to be worth if it is found?”

“Claude…”

“Hmmm?”

“Don’t stop. I love it when you talk dirty.”

***

The painting – the fake – was gone. Together with Maya. And Claude had a pounding headache after sleeping for sixteen hours straight. There had to be something in that wine they drank with dinner. He had not even woken up when she removed the painting from the frame and left.

Now he kept on staring at a Polaroid picture of her holding the canvas to the camera – or rather its bottom left corner. Claude blinked. Now the missing water lily was in its place.

“Shit!” He turned the photo over.

On its back, there was Maya’s neat handwriting: “You wouldn’t believe the magic a paintings conservator can do. Or maybe you do now. Thanks for helping out, Claude. It was fun, but… no strings attached, right? P.S. Good luck with the Portrait of a Young Man!”

Oh yes, Claude Becker was definitely planning to go after that missing portrait. But first – he was going to find Maya. And the painting. All strings attached.

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blackacre13 · 1 year

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Debbie with blindfold and handcuffs plzzzzz

“Do you trust me?”

“Isn’t that a given?”

“Debs,” Lou scoffed, holding up the set of leather lined handcuffs in one hand and the blindfold in the other. “I’m the one holding the supplies. I ask the questions. You provide the answers.”

“None of those sentences were questions, baby.”

“Honey, if you decide to be a brat, that’s fine by me,” the blonde smirked. “But you’re just going to bring a world of frustration your way.” She glanced down at her gold watch, the smirk on her face only growing more devious. “Believe me, I have nowhere to be. Happy to drag this out allllllll night. What’s it gonna be, Ocean?”

Debbie pretended to zip her lips, offering her wrists out to her partner as Lou pretended to pout.

“Maybe I wanted some bratty Deb tonight.”

“You don’t want me to be good for you?” Debbie asked, batting her eyelashes. “Daddy?”

“Debssss,” Lou groaned, leaning forward to kiss Debbie softly, putting the toys on the bed so she could cradle Debbie’s face in her hands. “You have no idea what you do to me, honey.”

“I have somewhat of an idea,” the brunette whispered, hands dipping below the waistband of Lou’s pants and behind the fabric of her underwear as the blonde let out a hiss. “Just as I suspected. Dripping.”

“Debbie,” the blonde warned. “Hands.”

Debbie held her hands up, admitting defeat, but not before taking a moment to slide two of her fingers into her mouth as Lou watched her, unable to chide her, Debbie letting out a deep moan as she released them with a pop.

“Also as I suspected. Delicious.”

“Hands,” Lou repeated again, her firm voice wavering just slightly. “Now.”

“Yes, Daddy,” Debbie smiled, sticking her wrists out once more as Lou accepted them, tugging them towards her roughly before she hooked the handcuffs around them, snapping them closed with a click.

“Okay?” Lou whispered, kissing each wrist gently before looking up to meet Debbie’s eyes as she nodded.

“Okay.”

“Blindfold?” Lou raised the silky piece of fabric.

“Yes,” Debbie hissed, letting Lou tie the fabric in front of her eyes and knot it gentle but tight behind her head.

“Lay back for me,” Lou instructed, helping Debbie lay down on the bed, her hips already trying to roll up to find Lou and try to detect what she was up to. Lou prodded at her hips, directing them down. “Hips.”

“Please, baby,” Debbie whimpered, her thighs rubbing together as Lou leaned over her, the body heat building between them, Debbie hungry for her.

“Tell me what you want,” Lou murmured, leaning down like she was going to kiss Debbie, the brunette’s head lifting slightly to meet her, but Lou dodged at the last minute, dipping down towards Debbie’s heat, blowing air over her core before turning to her thigh and biting down. Hard.

“Tell me how bad you want me,” Lou hissed, nails raking down Debbie’s thighs as the brunette moaned.

“I want you, baby,” Debbie whined, legs moving frantically. “I need you.”

“Yeah?” Lou asked, running her fingers through Debbie’s heat as she squirmed. “Show me.”

“Show—“ Debbie cut off confused as Lou grinned. It was partially a ridiculous request knowing that Debbie had her hands bound and her eyes covered, but she was enjoying the seize of power and she knew Debbie was too.

“You’ll figure it out, love,” Lou shrugged. “If you need me so badly.”

Debbie didn’t need to be told twice as Lou felt her lover’s fingers climbing up her legs to her hips, feeling her out, before messily tugging her down against her using Lou’s shirt, her hands stuck together, and then Debbie’s legs were wrapping around, one of her still fully clothed thighs.

“I might need to move my hips a little this time,” Debbie whispered, rolling against Lou as she grinned against her thigh, the blonde letting out a string of curses at the thought of how wet Debbie was and how she was ruining her pants. She’d worry about the dry cleaning price of vintage slacks later. This was every bit worth it. “You feel so good like this, baby. You always fuck me so good.”

“Use me,” Lou growled, moving her thigh to match Debbie’s hips as she grinned up against her. Debbie didn’t know what to do with her hands, but Lou looped them over her own head letting Debbie’s arms halo her shoulders, the cool metal of the cuffs hitting against the back of her neck. “Get yourself off like this, Debbie. Tell me what you want me to do to you.”

“Baby,” Debbie panted, her hips moving faster as her rocking grew messier, Lou’s hands weaving into Debbie’s hair and tugging. “I want you. I want all of it. Your tongue. Your fingers. Fuck—I want your strap. Fucking me this.”

“I’ll give you all of it,” Lou promised, her thumb finding Debbie’s clit as she heard her breath bitch, starting to work it in lazy circles. “You’ll never know what I’m about to do. Wanting my strap and feeling my tongue. Wanting my tongue and feeling my fingers twisting inside you.”

“Fuck—Fuck I want that, baby.”

“I just need you to come for me,” Lou hissed. “Come all over daddy’s thigh and I’ll give you what you want.”

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sapphicforsarahh · 2 months

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best hands i've ever seen

ship: loubbie x fem!reader

word count: 800+

warnings: dom!loubbie x sub!reader, no smut (yet), dom and sub themes, sexting

synopsis: debbie and lou are looking for a new crew mate for the newest heist plan, that's when you catch their eye.

A/N: let me know what you think of this and whether you'd like a second part!

"Deb, I'm telling you, this girl has some of the best hands I've seen," she whispers to her wife. Both of them watch as you perform magic tricks to people who are stupid enough to fall for them. "Look, watch this," Lou leans forwards from her chair and watches you attentively. Your hands cleverly moved to show the participants correct cards. As they looked at their friends in shock and awe, you confidently slip the gold engagement ring, decorated with a diamond, off this woman's finger and secretively slip it into your pocket, without a single one of them realising.

"Not too bad," Debbie agrees and Lou smirks in return. "A pretty girl too," Lou adds, Debbie hums in agreement. After the bystanders had walked off, it was just you left with Debbie and Lou in the distance. "What do you say Deb?", Lou tries to convince Debbie to consider you, knowing their could be other benefits of having you on the team. "Sure," Debbie says a bit more easily than Lou would've thought. Without another word, Debbie stands up, Lou quick to follow her and the couple begin to approach you.

You're sitting on your bucket, counting your previously 'earned' dollars when you hear an Australian voice grab your attention. "Hey, can I hel-", you look up to see the older couple. Jesus, were they beautiful. All the thoughts in your head disappeared and you somehow managed to mumble out, "is there anything I can do for you ladies?". Debbie chuckles out, "we've got a charmer here."

One of the women stood with a dark, grey trench coat that pretty much hid her entirely black outfit, but still managed for her stiletto heels to stick out. The other, a blonde, stood taller with a sophisticated yet sexy leopard print coat. The dark, green lapels of her blazer were peeking through and you noticed her chest and hands were complimented by stacks of jewellery, most likely 24 carat gold.

"Me and my wife here noticed how skillful you are with your hands," Debbie started, taking off her shades and looking down at you with alluring deep, brown eyes. "We were wondering, if you could help us with something?" Lou added, also taking off her sunglasses, her eyes juxtaposed with her wife, as she met your gaze with light, blue ones.

You clear your throat with anxiousness, wondering what these women had proposed to you. "Uh, what is it?", you finally plucked up the courage to ask. "Come with us sweetheart, we'll explain everything," Lou said, placing her fingertips on your chin, making the power dynamic even greater.

You nod obediently, not wanting to upset these clearly powerful women. Debbie and Lou stand to the side whilst they watch you collect your things. "She's obedient isn't she," Lou chuckled, grabbing onto the lower of her wife's back. "Always a good thing, are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Debbie looks at her wife with a raised brow, knowing her full intentions with this girl. As Lou was going to answer, you walked over with your bag on your back and ready to follow these women to wherever they were taking you.

"Let's get going, I bet you're eager to find out what we want, aren't you sweet girl?", Lou teases, walking forward and placing her hand on your back. "Yeah," you managed to squeak out, before the the two women pushed you into the taxi. Debbie sat in the front, whilst Lou got in the back with you. You tried to distract yourself by looking outside the window but you just couldn't concentrate on anything else apart from the insanely good-looking blonde next to you. Finally, you decide to stare at your feet and choose that as the safest option. The sound of Lou's ruffling coat caught your attention but you didn't look up. She took her phone from her pocket and looked at the notification from Debbie.

| Debbie: finish what you were going to say earlier love x.

You silently watch Lou smirk and quickly text back:

| Lou: i was going to say she’d be a good toy x.

she listened to every word we said without questioning it, we could break her in no time x.

Your eyes widened in shock at how these two women were talking about you. I mean would you really want that? Maybe you would!

| Debbie: good call baby, we'll discuss when we're back home x speaking of, i need you to take care of me once we're back i need you so badly honey x

You really try hard to hold back any reaction to the obvious sexting that's occurring in the back of this taxi, and it must've worked because all you hear is a small groan from Lou before she put her phone away.

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florashifting · 7 months

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Alright yall I'm finna read some fanfiction, finish watching genera+ion, and then finish watching oceans 8.

#schedule #im so happy #im so normal #this is so fun #ocean 8 #oceans 8 #sandra bullock #anne hathaway #cate blanchett #genera+ion #generation hbo #fanfiction #fanfic

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amerrierworld · 1 year

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I’m curious and itching for some new muses for writing…

send me a character and a song title with it, I’ll write something based on them and the song 👀

#merry writes #writing game #gimme anything #send me an ask #fanfiction #fanfic prompts #resident evil #lotr #hobbit #oceans 8 #marvel #whatever other fandoms you can think of #writing prompts

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romangae · 2 years

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Ocean’s 8 fans getting ready to rant about how Lou and Debbie should’ve been canon:

#oceans 8 #lou and debbie #gay panic #fanfics

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